Chapter 140: The Shadow Demon Who Appeared with Shifang (Happy Chinese New Year's Eve)

"What do you think?" Rhein asked as he looked at Tinari and muttered.

"Nothing." Tinari came back to her senses, "Didn't you notice? There are really a lot of masters coming to this conference. Tinari said with a smile.

"Not only that, but there must be no few masters like us who hide in the audience." Rhein whispered.

"Well・・・・・・ by the way, what are you going to do to capture Shifang? I haven't had time to ask. Tinari asked.

"If you want to treat Ziyan's brother, you must have heard of his brother ・・・・・・ 'Wind Demon God of War' Shangguan Feihu. son, Shangguan Yuanji. Rhine said lightly.

"I've heard that he is said to have been mortally wounded in the war of the Terrans, is it the kid who inherited the will of the Sword God?" Tinari asked.

"It's him, only Shifang can save his life, that's why Ziyan wants to participate in this competition." Rhine said silently, "But・・・・・・ I always feel that this competition will not easily give Shifang to the winner, I am a little worried, so I want to go to the ・・・・・・ Poseidon Palace to break through." ”

"What do you say? Do you want to die? Tinari whispered in surprise.

"There must be some conspiracy, I'll go now, I'm going to find Molon and see what tricks it is going to play." Rhein snapped, and then he stood up and was about to walk out.

On the field, the first round of chaos has ended, Ziyan is going back with the Ten Commandments, at this moment the host appeared in the video transmission of the audience on the large screen of the jade floating light, and then said loudly: "Gentlemen and ladies, our first round has ended in a very short time, twenty-seven players from nearly two hundred people stand out, and then the judges behind the scenes will draw lots among the twenty-seven players to elect the group, nine people in a group, and then the group will take turns to determine the winner, The final three group winners will play the final battle, however, does anyone wonder what the ・・・・・・・ winners will get? The host deliberately said Guanzi.

"Let's talk about it!!"

"That's it! Let's talk about it!! ”

There was a boiling shout from the audience.

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to sell it anymore, what our champion will get in the end is ・・・・・・・" As soon as the host finished speaking, the camera switched on the big screen, and two blackened items appeared in front of everyone. "The prize is 'Shifang', one of the four great spirit stones of the ・・・・・・ Ancients! There is also the new generation of 'Sword God' who has flourished in the human race in recent years, and the head of the ancient artifact used by Shangguan Yuanji, the son of Shangguan Feihu, ―――――― Shadow Demon Sword!! ”

After the host's words, the entire arena was silent for nearly two seconds, and everyone seemed to be shocked by this, and some of them grew their mouths and let out a gurgling sound of surprise in their throats.

Rhine was just about to leave, but when he heard the words "Shadow Demon", he was stunned for a moment, "What?!" How did the Shadow Demon end up here? Wasn't it lost by Shangguan Yuanji? ”

Tinari also stood up with him, gritted her teeth and said, "It seems that the decision to go to Morone is ・・・・・・ right, and I will go with you." ”

Dongfang Ziyan, who had already walked to the rest hall, was also stunned after hearing the host's words, he couldn't believe that Shangguan Yuanji's Shadow Demon would appear here, "How could it be ・・・・・・・・・・・・・ like this?"

Poseidon Palace, reception hall

Mo Long stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking in the dimly lit hall, behind him, Leo Shun walked over with very light steps, and bowed after coming behind Mo Long, "Wang, the first round of the competition has ended, and after the news that the prize is Shifang and the Shadow Demon was released, the people on the scene were shocked. ”

"Yes・・・・・・" Morone said with a smile as he held out a smoke ring.

"King, do you really want to give Shifang and the Shadow Demon as a gift to the winner?" Shun asked.

"Have you ever heard the story of the gamer?" Mo Long suddenly turned around and asked Shun.

"Please give me another note." Leo Shun whispered.

"Once upon a time, there was a man who claimed to be a master of playing games, and he thought that he was a king and hegemonic figure in any game, and he was indeed a genius who played games and won every time, but in the end, when playing a game of the devil, he also won, but was eaten by the devil who invented the game, what kind of truth does this mean?" Morone said with a smile.

Shun's eyes rolled, and his face was still expressionless, "I understand." ”

"Some people can only be game characters, but they think that they are the demon king of the game, and they will eventually be eaten by the real game demon king, and now these guys who participate in the game are ・・・・・・all such characters, a group of self-righteous fools." Morone touched his bald head and laughed loudly.

At this moment, a maid slowly walked over, "Wang, the distinguished guest asks to see you, let you come over." ”

Mo Long said to Shun behind him: "The real demon king is going to summon me, Shun, follow me to meet those people." ”

"Yes." After Shun finished speaking, he followed behind Mo Long, and the two walked towards the third floor of the palace.

Finally, Mo Long and Shun walked to a gate, and one of the guards at the door bowed to the two and immediately opened the door. Morone walked in with his hands behind his back and swaggering.

After entering, Chi You was still standing in front of the window looking outside, and the old man in Tsing Yi was still sitting on the sofa.

"You're looking for me?" Morone sat down on the couch with his ass.

"Moron, do you smell ・・・・・・ a crisis is coming?" Chi You looked back at him and said.

"Well, I'm used to having a crisis around me at any time." Morone said.

At this time, the old man in front of him spoke, "Mo Long, just in case, let's finish the game as soon as possible, after all, the longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be." ”

Mo Long smiled slightly, "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

Just as Mo Long and the others were talking, outside the east gate of the palace, two figures, a man and a woman, walked over, and the murderous aura on their bodies was strong.

Gradually, the clear sky was gradually shrouded in dark clouds, and it looked like it was going to rain.